Chapter 8
Walking into Dawn's room Sam turned towards the younger girl and seeing the look of mischief on her face burst out laughing. "I bet their still sitting out there going huh?" Sam managed to sputter out.
"I know the look on Buffy's face priceless. I love being a younger sister." Dawn said lying on the floor trying to get her breath back.
Sitting down on the floor Sam said "Oh yeah it's our duty to be this annoying."
"So Sam, what's up?" Dawn said as she sat up and crossed her legs.
"Good question. What do you remember?" Sam queried.
"Not much. I mean half of what I said out there I don't even know where it came from. It's like I know you and I know we have to do something important, and for the first time I'm not feeling conflicted about being the key, but other then that I'm at a loss." Dawn told Sam earnestly.
"Well unfortunately I'm not much better. This is all instinct with me as well, but I feel like we have to bond or something." Sam said focusing deep within his mind searching for answers.
"Uhm bond how?" Dawn said looking a little apprehensive
"Huh?" Sam said looking at Dawn again confused at why she would think he knew.
"I mean are you talking uhm, well, I mean like, I don't know physical?" Dawn finally managed to spit out.
"WHAT!" Sam shouted jumping up and moving away from Dawn. "No, not just no HELL no. There are a lot of people downstairs that would kill me for even thinking something like that, and I'm related to 2 of them. I meant mental. Strictly mental NO touching. Well maybe holding hands to form the connection, but NOTHING ELSE. Maybe we should have someone else in here when we do this. Uhm what about your mother, or Buffy, no not Buffy she'd kill me, and it would probably take a while to, uhn what about Xander he seemed nice. Sam kept throwing out ideas clearly appalled that Dawn seemed to think he would take advantage over her.
"Sam CALM DOWN!" Dawn finally shouted worried he was going to give himself a stroke. "It was nothing personal, I just wanted to know, I mean I am an ageless mystical power and I'm pretty sure the powers that be could have not realized 14 would be to young for a physical relationship. I just wanted to know. Breath I'm not going to jump you or anything it's fine." Dawn told the distraught Sam relief clearly written on her face. Not being able to resist teasing him she couldn't help but add, "You are a total hottie though. And hey your not a 250 year old vampire, so what could Buffy say anyway."
About to jump up and start protesting yet again Sam looked at Dawn and seeing the mirth on her face relaxed. "Oh yeah Buffy and Dean aren't going to know what hit them. You're mean."
"And don't you forget it mister."
"Okay well know that you've given me a heart attack. Let's see what we can figure out." Sam said as he sat in front of Dawn in his own cross-legged position.
"Right time to focus. Do you have a knife?" Dawn looked surprised that she had even asked the question but held firm determined to trust her instinct.
Looking surprised as well but feeling the rightness of the question Sam pulled out the hunting knife Dean gave him when he turned 16.
It was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship and Dawn gasped with yet another since of familiarity. "It's the right blade." She said wonderingly
"My brother Dean gave it to me. It's a sacred blade blessed by the Navaho Indian tribe. I've used it many times to vanquish evil." Sam said with a look of wonder on his face as well. It was as if he was seeing the blade with new eyes.
Holding out her hand and looking at Sam with perfect trust she said, "Blood of my blood the answers we seek are carried within."
"In this life and the next, bond by blood, bond by purpose. Reveal that which we seek and return to us the power we once had." Sam recited the chant without even realizing that he'd carried that information. Then with one quick swipe he sliced the blade across Dawn's hand and then his own wincing at the sharp sting of pain. Grasping their hands together the connection was powerful and instantaneous.
The two froze their blood mingling and their minds opening. They shared the experiences of this past life from birth to present. Dawn experienced Sam's life as if she had lived it, and Sam was granted all the memories that had been built for Dawn. That was only the beginning. Once this life was shared a veil was lifted and past lives were thrust upon them. Millions of different lives and reincarnations, sometimes lovers, friends, or even family. They were always together and always standing against evil. A united front of power a give and take that helped hold the balance between good and evil. Good couldn't exist without evil and vice versa. The balance was vital to the continued survival of the world. That was why they were who they were; man, woman; brother, sister; father, daughter. They all existed within a give and take, both the push and pull.
All of this was shown to the two. Their minds were expanded to help them comprehend the knowledge that was imparted. Dawn felt the bonds of preadolescence and immaturity slipping away as their protection was no longer needed to keep her hidden from evil. Sam gained understanding and compassion for his family that he had previously been to blind to see.
By the time the connection was finished both Dawn and Sam were glad they were seated because they literally kneeled over on the floor both gasping for breath.
"Whoohoo what a ride." Dawn finally said letting out a little hysterical laugh.
Chuckling himself to relieve the tension Sam could only say, "No kidding."
"Hey Sam?"
"Yeah Dawnie"
"I'm really sorry about Jess." Dawn told him sympathetically
"Thanks Dawn. I'm really sorry about you trying to cut yourself. I wish I could have gotten here sooner and spared you that." Sam said remembering the pain he had felt her go through we she'd found out she was the key.
"Thanks. I'm glad you're here now though."
"Me too."
"Hey Sam?" Dawn said again as the two continued to lie on the floor.
"Yeah."
"Now that we're all wise and stuff and have a higher purpose does that mean we can't give Buffy and Dean a hard time anymore?" Dawn asked looking at Sam sideways with a smirk on her face.
Letting a grin stretch across his face Sam answered back with the utmost seriousness. "I firmly believe it is a moral imperative as the youngest to give our stubborn, overprotective, and know it all siblings grief."
"Whoo hooo! What a relief. Hey by the way those two looked they were getting along pretty well in your memories of the magic shop. Nice job of calming them down. I'm surprised Buffy didn't rip you head off though."
"What can I say I'm good. Yeah I know what you mean about those two. I was concerned at first, but after meeting your sister I'm more concerned with how they got separated at birth." Sam told Dawn trying to figure out how those Buffy and Dean could be that similar and not be related.
"Don't ask me I just got here."
"Funny."
"Thanks."
"Hey Dawn."
"Yeah."
"You do realize we haven't finished right?"
"Yeah. I got that too."
"Any idea on what we're going to tell them?"
"Don't look at me you're the one who went to Stanford. Come on genius your supposed to be the man with the plan."
"Okay when did you see "The Usual Suspects."?"
"Five minutes ago."
"Oh yeah I'm a dead man."
"Yep. Had sex too."
"Completely and totally dead."
"Never did think I'd swing that way, but Jess was hot."
"Tortured then killed that's what's going to happen. Painful painful torture."
"Done yet?"
"Sure why not. Did you think of something?"
"Well we just have to ease them in right? Pick and choose what to tell them to get them comfortable with everything. Buffy doesn't handle change well, and from what I got from you neither does Dean."
"Uhm that would be a no. He still has cassette tapes."
"That's just painful."
"It's the best of mullet rock."
"Remind me not to ride with Dean."
"I've been stuck in a car with him for the last six months."
"Want to borrow my Black Eyed Peas CD?"
"I love you."
"I'm very loveable."
"Is it just me or are you feeling kind of punchy?"
"Oh yeah like that time you and Dean did shooters on your 17th birthday and you passed out in front of the motel you were staying at."
"Okay yet again something else you really don't need to share with your sister who can lift a car."
"Roger that."
"Okay I say we wait a few days. Try to process all the information we've received before we continue. We're going to need Buffy and Dean for the second part anyway, and I don't want to overload them or us."
"Sounds good to me I'm still trying to figure out how you and Jess got in that position in the first place."
"Jess used to be a gymnast, and feel free to not share that with your sister as well."
"Hey what time is it?"
""Huh it's only 9:35. I thought it would be later."
"Amazing what you can accomplish in an hour if you're focused."
"Let that be a lesson to you young lady when approaching homework. I mean how do YOU fail a history test?"
"Speaking of information you don't need to share."
"Yeah I gottcha."
"Hey Sam?"
"Yeah."
"Can you stand?"
"I was wondering the same thing."
"I'm pretty sure I can't."
"Well at least this carpet is comfortable."
"DuPont."
"Huh. Dawn?"
"Yeah."
"What is that on your ceiling?"
"Glow in the dark stars."
"Huh. Why aren't they glowing?"
"Cause the lights are on idiot."
"Oh, okay. Did you put them up in constellations?"
"Yep."
"And that wasn't a big clue to your mother and sister that you were different?"
"I don't think they ever noticed since they're generally not lying on my floor."
"Right."
"Hey Sam?"
"Uhhuh."
"How are your powers?"
"Let's see." Then the light switch flicked off encompassing the room in darkness. "Hey those things are great. You really did a wonderful job."
"Thanks. I guess your powers are doing okay then."
"Yep we're on and ready to go. What about you?"
"To coin a phrase; let's see." Then a green ball of energy began to glow out of Dawn's hands. It started off the size of a marble then began to grow until it was the size of softball.
"Yep you're on too."
"Apparently. That's so cool."
"We're going to need to practice. They may be on, but I'm definitely feeling pretty rusty when it comes to using them."
"I know it's like I know the mechanics, but it's different when you actually try to use them."
"We've got to get used to the limitations and differences in these bodies as well."
"Okay. Can you stand yet?"
"Nope. Pretty sure I'm going to be spending the night on the floor."
"Well that should be okay with Buffy."
"Okay I'm moving now."
"Wimp."
"Shut up."
"I guess we'd better go down stairs and answer some questions before they're heads explode."
"Right and please for my continued survival remember to edit."
"Oh come on. Dean would be so proud of you at that New Year's Eve party."
"Dean's not the one I'm worried about, but I guess I could always mention the sleepover at Stacy Morgan's house two weeks ago."
"Right so basic information only."
"I had a feeling you'd see things my way.
"Shut up."
"Here goes nothing."
With that being said the two exhausted mystics pulled themselves off the floor and walked downstairs.
To be continued.
OMG! It's amazing how much I'm writing now compared to when I first started. It used to be so difficult for me to get out four pages, now I've gotten to a full seven. I'm so proud of myself. Well I hope this lived up to expectations. Don't worry I know I didn't answer all questions, but they will be answered eventually. I want to thank everyone whose reviewed this story. I live for reviews, and it always makes me feel so good to read one. I don't even mind corrections or critisems. I want to become a better writer and storyteller, so please feel free to point out errors so I can fix them. Thanks again as well for all the prayers and support I've been receiving for my cousin. It's really helped. I hope everyone's having a great week, and I'll post again soon.
